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The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

"A Villain is just someone whom the Hero failed to save at the end." [WSA ENTRY 2024] ________________________ 'Huh, I recognize this window.' A boy muttered staring at the interface in front of him. After being shot to death because of helping an old man, a teenager is brought to life by the Goddess of the Void, Zephyra. He is given the choice to reincarnate and kill the hero after he annihilates the Ghouls in the world of the very novel he loves. Torn between the choice to transmigrate or follow the flow of life and death, the boy chooses to take his second chance at life along with the power that is granted as a gift to him by the Goddess. As he traverses the world in the new body of Amon Ashford - a character who was never supposed to exist and his past unknown-, he has to use his knowledge of the future to the best of his ability. Will he follow the Goddess's orders or will he carve his own path? ___________________ Though this is my second novel, comments and suggestions would be greatly appreciated for me to improve!! Join the discord server for illustrations and much more: https://discord.gg/MqHVHHzfxu Please go check out my other novel: Coming Down From Olympus Thank you!!

Tsukasa0 · Fantasia
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265 Chs

Void Training [4]

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Amon walked to a nearby tree with a stumbling gait.

Near him, three dead bodies of starless gorillas lay, their eyes lifeless.

As he slumped against a tree, he panted fastly and loudly.

"Haa….Haa….Ha…."

His equipment had lots of cuts now with his shoulder would still dripping fresh blood and exposing his flesh.

His mouth twitched as he touched one of his wounds.

As he was about to do something further, 4 notifications arrived in front of him.

[The Void inside you grows larger…]

[The Void inside you grows larger…]

[The Void inside you grows larger…]

[The Void inside you grows larger…]

Taking one look at them, he then looked at his palms, which both had several deep cuts in them.

He had grabbed those blades with bare hands, letting them seep into his skill.

He winced in pain every now and then.